Re: Sorting stuff with Sarah
He took her ankle in one hand, cradling her foot in the other as he looked at the wound. "I haven't seen my dad, or mom, for five years Sarah, haven't had anyone," he said gruffly, concentrating on her foot and spying the piece of glass. It was in deep, thanks to her trying to walk on it and he scowled.
You can do it.
But what if I just make it worse?
You won't. You have been learning, when healing Juliet and then Jake, and your skills have been growing. And you didn't even pass out!
He rolled his eyes at the sound of amusement in his head.
"Do you want to sit down while I get this out?" he asked, still looking at her foot.